England, With All Thy Faults I Love

She That Asks Her Dear Five Hundred Friends, Contemns Them All, And Hates Their Coming.

A Self-made Man? Yes, And One Who Worships His Creator.

As Creeping Ivy Clings To Wood Or Stone, And Hides The Ruin That It Feeds Upon, So Sophistry, Cleaves Close To, And Protects Sin's Rotten Trunk, Concealing Its Defects.

A Lawyer's Dealings Should Be Just And Fair; Honesty Shines With Great Advantage There.

If Hindrances Obstruct The Way, Thy Magnanimity Display. And Let Thy Strength Be Seen: But O, If Fortune Fill Thy Sail With More Than A Propitious Gale, Take Half Thy Canvas In.